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Rainbow Dance

Moist, bright, and green, the landscape laughs around.
Full swell the woods; their every music wakes,
Mix'd in wild concert, with the warbling brooks
Increased, the distant bleatings of the hills,
And hollow lows responsive from the vales,
Whence, blending all, the sweeten'd zephyr springs.
Meantime, refracted from yon eastern cloud,
Bestriding earth, the grand ethereal bow
Shoots up immense; and every hue unfolds,
In fair proportion running from the red
To where the violet fades into the sky.
Here, awful Newton, the dissolving clouds
Form, fronting on the sun, thy showery prism;
And to the sage-instructed eye unfold
The various twine of light, by thee disclosed
From the white mingling maze. Not so the boy;
He wondering views the bright enchantment bend,
Delightful, o'er the radiant fields, and runs
To catch the falling glory; but amazed
Beholds th' amusive arch before him fly,
Then vanish quite away.

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sincerely I think this is the best Writing I have seen from your hand. You don't stand on your laurels. Though you don't go for rhyming, there is many a poetic turn of phrase.

Keith Logan
the happy chappy

written in the language of our forefather poets, but nicely not rhymed, and in a sense could never have been written in the 18 or 1900's, anymore than cubism could be seen in dutch landscape painting.
I like it. But I think I would love it if alternated between the modern and archaic language making a collage. Similar to movements in music and art today- For example how so many composers today blend medieval music with modern harmony theories... Otherwise it remains somehow locked in time.
The writing is first rate. Love the introduction of Newton, one of the most influential and controversial person ever. I like most of it..... not warbling brooks, radiant fields etc..a little overused.

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

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